Neil Young "PowderFinger" |
"Look out mama there's a white boat comin' up the river With a big red beaken and a flag and a man on the rail I think you better call John 'cause it don't look like there here to deliver the mail And there less than a mile a way I hope they didn't come to stay Its got numbers on the side and a gun and it's making me brave Dady's gone, my brothers out huntin' in the mountains Big Johns been drinkin' since the river took Annie-Lou So the powers that be left me here to do the thinkin' And I just turned twenty two I was wonderin' what to do The more I thought the more thoes feelings grew Dady's rifle in my hand felt re-assurin' He told me "red means run son, numbers add up to nothing" But when the first shot hit the dock I saw it comin' raised my rifle to my eye Never thought to wonder why Then I say black and my face flash in the sky Shelter me from the Powder and the Finger Comfort me with the thought that pulled the triger Think of me with what you never needed The girl you'll know you'll miss her " Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |